I wondered why becoming a lawyer was so ambiguous. It was almost as if you could pass the LSAT with a high score and not even need a degree if your ot...er qualifications were good.Jonathan had drawn me a map and I arrived at her office in less than ten minutes after she hung up. Her door had her name along with JD. Under that was printed in smaller letters was ‘Doctor of Jurisprudence’.I was about to knock when that piercing voice said, “I see you lurking out there. Come in if you’re going to. I added my index finger and picked up speed a little bit; sliding in and out, the inside of my pussy warmly hugging my fingers. I started going faster and faster; my other hand playing with my boobs. While still finger fucking myself, I moved away from the counter and sqautted down on the tile floor. The shaving cream and my juices were dripping all over the place, making a real mess. I dipped my fingers into the mixture and then continued pleasuring myself. The cream created a soft burn inside. "I was stopped from saying anything as I thought about what she had just said. She was right, I wouldn't have listened to her apology, I wouldn't have heard anything, because I was so wrapped up in what had happened that all I would have heard is a voice, and not the words I needed to hear!"Well Kate, what do we do now? You have had other men. Men with different cocks. Men with different 'styles'. You seemed to enjoy what you did from the start. You seemed to get off on my helplessness. You did. If the doors hadn't been automatic, he would have slammed them. Dr. Lang's composure cracked, and he gave vent to his mirth. The Engine looked on, curious at this behavior. This hadn't been included in its programming. With no internet connection through which to search for its answers, and Dr. Lang too consumed with his fit to answer any questions, it accessed the only resource available to it at the moment: the future. In its curiosity, it saw causality without the filter of admin-level.